Today I was pleased to discover that the amazing fiction writer, Mr Neil Gaiman, has his own online blog (I guess an offline blog would be pretty useless, wouldn’t it?). It’s at journal.neilgaiman.com for anyone who’s interested. For those who aren’t, read ‘The Ocean at the End of the Lane’. A children’s book for adults is a way I’ve heard it described, but it hardly does it justice. I pretty much inhaled the book one weekend, rarely coming out of the story for food, sunshine, or human interaction… Continue reading
By Mary Oliver
All of a sudden she began to whistle. By all of a sudden
I mean that for more than thirty years she had not
whistled. It was thrilling. At first I wondered, who was
in the house, what stranger? I was upstairs reading, and
she was downstairs. As from the throat of a wild and
cheerful bird, not caught but visiting, the sounds war-
bled and slid and doubled back and larked and soared. Continue reading
With Walk to Work Day approaching on 6 October, Diabetes Australia are encouraging people to allow “no more excuses!” to get in the way of their daily exercise. I have to wonder, though, if it’s really our excuses that are the problem. Continue reading
i want more ‘men’
with flowers falling from their skin.
more water in their eyes.
more tremble in their bodies.
more women in their hearts
than on their hands.
more softness in their height.
more honesty in their voice. more wonder.
more humility in their feet.
~ Nayyirah Waheed
I guess you could say it was the most significant relationship in my life. Fathers have their place, but mothers are the ones who make us, forming our bodies within their own. Once we are separate physically from their womb, we women continue to be made by our mothers to some extent, as we mold ourselves either in the same shape as our mother, or purposely into another. Continue reading
After not watching a movie for over 18 months (I haven’t owned a TV for two years now, but I did go see Deadpool when it came out), I broke my screen-viewing hiatus with none other than ‘The Hitman’s Body Guard.’ With stars like Ryan Reynolds and Samuel L. Jackson, what could go wrong, right? Continue reading
Apparently, those nasty feminists are trying to get rid of Father’s Day. It’s all over the internet, so it must be true. The eloquent responses to these feminazi attempts to ruin our planet vary from “Ya’ll want equality, but remember ladies, chivalry is dyin’ because feminism is killin’ it”, to the more dramatic bogan response of “give them all a bag of cement.” Charming. Continue reading
It’s Saturday and I’m hell-bent on not thinking about my to-do list, or people I need to contact, emails I need to answer or projects I need to finish. I enjoy all that, but I have decided to allow in some down time – a little bit of balance is always nice. Continue reading
Don’t tell me what I don’t want to hear… I’ll just turn it into something else.
“Part of man’s frustration is that he has become accustomed to expect language and thought to offer explanations which they cannot give,” Alan Watts proposes in his classic book The Wisdom of Insecurity, which is still as relevant today (if not more so) than it was when first published in 1951. Continue reading
First published in Orange City Life, 17 August 2017
Tireless advocate for Huntington’s Disease, Rachael Brooking, shares her gut-wrenching story behind the upcoming redhead world record attempt.
The upcoming world record attempt to gather as many redheads as possible to our humble city of Orange is gaining great momentum, with celebs on board and news coverage Australia-wide. While that’s fantastic, it’s important not to forget the underlying reasons behind this massive feat: to raise awareness and funds for Huntington’s disease, a rare disorder which has affected organiser Rachael Brooking’s life in confronting ways. Continue reading